Jiang Nansun frowned as she looked at his expression of shame and anger.

Even at a time like this, he was only thinking about his own face.

It seems Chen Cheng was right; Zhang Anren only loves himself and has never loved anyone else.

To think that I once felt he was a good person.

Jiang Nansun laughed self-deprecatingly, looking at Zhang Anren with a playful glint in her eyes, "Then why didn't you just tell him that we had already broken up?"

"And why did you call me to the school?"

As she spoke, Jiang Nansun scoffed, "Does your shame and anger lack an outlet?"

Having his facade directly stripped away, Zhang Anren's expression stiffened immediately.

"Nansun, I didn't..."

"Don't call me Nansun."

A smile tugged at the corners of Jiang Nansun's mouth, "From now on, let's just pretend we don't know each other."

Jiang Nansun took out her phone and, right in front of Zhang Anren, blocked and deleted his phone number, as well as his green bubble, Xiaohongshu, Weibo, and a whole series of social media accounts.

After finishing everything, a look of relief appeared on her face, her red lips parted slightly, and she softly uttered two words.

"Goodbye~"

After speaking, Jiang Nansun turned and walked away.

"Nansun~"

Zhang Anren panicked immediately; he hadn't yet had the chance to deploy his reconciliation strategy.

First, he would describe the embarrassment and humiliation Jiang Pengfei had brought upon him to make Jiang Nansun feel guilty, then he would explain what happened with Yuan Yuan that night.

Say things like, "You wouldn't let me touch you, and I was holding it in too long."

Yuan Yuan was his ex-girlfriend to begin with, so it didn't count as cheating.

And promise that such a thing would never happen again.

Who knew Jiang Nansun would be so resolute, refusing to even listen.

He didn't even get a chance to perform.

"Let go~"

Jiang Nansun let out a cold shout and shook off Zhang Anren's arm.

"Nansun, I still want to explain to you what happened that night."

"Sometimes, what you see isn't necessarily the truth."

Jiang Nansun was getting annoyed by his fussing. She took a deep breath, "First of all, I saw you two rolling in the sheets with my own eyes."

"Secondly, our family is currently in a seventy-million-yuan hole," she looked mockingly at Zhang Anren, "Do you still want to explain your innocence, ask me to forgive you, and for us to get back together?"

"Seventy million!" Zhang Anren was stunned, "Gulp~"

So the Jiang Family had long been a golden exterior with a rotten interior.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Nansun scoffed, "Heh~," and turned to leave.

Zhang Anren stared at Jiang Nansun's back for a long time, lost in thought.

Damn it, three years. I endured humiliation for three years, and in the end, I didn't even get to second base. I wonder who ended up reaping the benefits.

He must have been lusting after Jiang Nansun's body.

But in order to become a son-in-law of a high-class Shanghai local family living in an Old Western-style house, he had acted politely and with restraint.

Countless impulses were eventually reduced to nothing more than a yellowing corner of the wall.

Suddenly, Zhang Anren felt a sense of daze. He hadn't seen her for two days, and she seemed even more beautiful—her complexion was rosy and glowing, and there was a certain charm in her eyes; she didn't look like someone crushed by debt at all.

Zhang Anren couldn't figure out why, but he swallowed hard.

His eyes darted around, and he took out his phone to make a call, "Where are you?"

Yuan Yuan, on the other end of the line, was confused, "I'm on my way to an interview."

"Don't go yet, come home."

"..."

In the end, Yuan Yuan had to bear all the anger.

Yuan Yuan has a hard life.

Having gotten rid of Zhang Anren, Jiang Nansun immediately felt in a great mood.

Walking on the school path, even though it was winter, Jiang Nansun felt warm and cozy.

Looking at the warm winter sun, Jiang Nansun let out a long breath, blinked, took out her phone, and sent a message to Chen Cheng via green bubble.

[Chen Cheng, I love you!]

As soon as the message was sent, Jiang Nansun giggled out loud.

Chen Cheng looked at the message, frowned, [Are you losing your mind?]

[Then, do you have the medicine?]

[I think you're begging for it.]

Jiang Nansun's face instantly flushed red, and she couldn't help but recall memories. After thinking for two seconds, she swallowed hard and typed back:

[Wait for me tonight~]

Chen Cheng, who was watching the market, immediately curled the corners of his mouth upward.

[And then cry and say you don't want to play anymore?]

Jiang Nansun's fair face turned beet red, and a wave of poetic inspiration washed over her.

She couldn't respond to him anymore, otherwise...

Jiang Nansun didn't reply to the lecher, instead, she walked with light steps to where she had parked.

But the moment she sat in the driver's seat was seen by Zhang Anren, who was rushing home to release his pent-up frustration.

Zhang Anren paused and frowned, "Since when does her family have an Audi?"

Slowly, Zhang Anren recalled Jiang Nansun's flushed cheeks from just a moment ago.

His eyes widened immediately, and he stared in the direction the black Audi had disappeared, gritting his teeth.

"Jiang Nansun, you bitch!"

Jiang Nansun found the dejected Jiang Pengfei at a convenience store near the school.

She asked him for his stock account number and password, then immediately sent them to Chen Cheng.

Jiang Pengfei asked her whose car it was.

Jiang Nansun said, "From the time I was born until now, I've lived in Shanghai for over twenty years, so I still have a few friends."

"I asked a friend to borrow some money, and seeing me running around, they just lent me the car."

Jiang Pengfei didn't have any suspicions and immediately felt even more ashamed.

Having lived for over fifty years, he was still not as capable as his daughter who hadn't even entered society yet.

Since last night, he had been forced to run to Zhang Anren with no other options; he managed to mooch two meals, but didn't borrow a single cent.

He didn't even stop to think that his reputation in his social circle had already rotted.

How could he compare to Jiang Nansun, who had never asked friends for money?

In the evening, Old Madam instructed Jiang Nansun and her mother to cook; it was only when disaster was imminent that she thought to teach them life skills.

Zhu Suosuo had sent word that she had to "work overtime" and wouldn't be returning.

Jiang Nansun ate dinner with her parents and Old Madam.

After cleaning up the dishes, Jiang Nansun was just about to go out.

She received a message from Zhu Suosuo, [Nansun, there's something I want to tell you.]

Jiang Nansun's eyes brightened, she blinked, and made a decision, [I actually have something to tell you too.]

[Then come meet me at Fuxing Road; I'm in the area.]

[Okay, I'll be there in a bit.]

Just as Jiang Nansun was picking up her coat and preparing to leave, Jiang Pengfei, who was sitting in the living room lost in thought, called out to her.

"Where are you going so late?"

Jiang Nansun raised an eyebrow, "To return the car to its owner. I was in a rush today, surely you didn't think I'd keep driving it forever?"

Jiang Pengfei nodded faintly.

Jiang Nansun shook her head in annoyance, turned to pick up her coat and bag, and left.

Chen Cheng looked around Jiang Nansun's room on Fuxing Road; it was an attic with a skylight.

After getting off work, Zhu Suosuo had rushed over to find him; after accompanying him for dinner, she said she wanted to take him on a tour of the Jiang Family's house.

Jiang Nansun had kept all her plans a secret from her family, but she hadn't kept them from Zhu Suosuo.

Zhu Suosuo had even seen them... doing that yesterday.

So she had even fewer doubts.

Chen Cheng withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhu Suosuo, who was blushing and wearing her sales uniform, a faint smile on his lips, "Not bad."

At this very moment, Chen Cheng still thought that Zhu Suosuo had brought him here to help sell the Jiang Family's house to him, so as to help the Jiang Family cover their debts.

Zhu Suosuo was wearing a gray suit, a pencil skirt, and black stockings, with 9-centimeter red-bottomed high heels on her feet. She didn't say a word, pulling Chen Cheng to sit down by the head of the bed.

Then she knelt down...